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How to Read the Tarot

Begin by brewing a cup of tea,
a nervine, lemon balm or chamomile,
this is after all, your future.
A reading at the dark of the moon is best,
before the night creatures crawl
and bad humours fill the air.
Pick a circular deck, with a fairy-tale motif,
and no reversals.
Hold a question in your heart,
shuffle the cards and place them on the table.
Choose only two.
Like the ancient Israelites,
these are your seer stones, Urim and Thumimm,
black and white, yes or no.
Isn't that all you were asking?

the golden mean

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December 2, 2019 at 10:48am
December 2, 2019 at 10:48am

I always go back to December
for there is something about December,
a cosmic ache for things to be made right.
Through a long December
we know we are equally the wounded
and wielders of evil.
I can see the sun in late December,
though pale and cold
as we are gathered in the warmth
of our swollen tents,
as we tell an ancient tale of frankincense and myrrh.
I wish for a permanent December
where there is always enough for all
and always enough space in the heart
for all.

Written for the Writer's Cramp
15 lines
Prompts: Titles of Songs--Back to December, Something about December, I Can See the Sun in Late December,A Long December. Permanent December

Pholarchos Tarot--6 of Spirals--gifts come to light, great generosity
November 25, 2019 at 11:13am
November 25, 2019 at 11:13am

Imagine old gods dying
war, hate, fear
the remains ripe and moving

Pholarchos Tarot--I--Magician--Let each voice partake in the unfolding.
November 19, 2019 at 4:37pm
November 19, 2019 at 4:37pm

Certain things had moved in the night.
There was a crack of branches
and the cry of trees
heavy with burls,full-laden with buds.
Dryads gathered to restart the dreaming.
Our dreams flowed in rhythm
loving us to completion.

Pholarchos Tarot--9 of Coral--Our dreams will love us to completion.

November 12, 2019 at 8:50am
November 12, 2019 at 8:50am

Under the banyan
aerial roots reach downward
the earth holds wisdom

Pholarchos Tarot---5--Heirophant--Preside over the Mysteries so they may make a map for you.

Haiku--traditional 5-7-5 syllables
November 4, 2019 at 10:41am
November 4, 2019 at 10:41am

Antidiluvian forces,
fires, floods, winds
New Age sentiments.
We are never
not broken.

Pholarchos Tarot--Queen of Wings--the path is full of scattered poems brought in by wind storms.
October 29, 2019 at 1:41pm
October 29, 2019 at 1:41pm
Queen of Cups

Phosphorescent plankton
gossamer threads
lapping at your feet.
Master the internal shimmering.

Pholarchos Tarot---Queen of Coral--The whole feral world stretches out to meet you.

October 21, 2019 at 5:57pm
October 21, 2019 at 5:57pm

There will always be
a glitch in the system.
We are not meant for utopia.
Pick a flight path.

Pholarchos Tarot---Two of Wings--Everything has an opposite. Checkmate.
October 16, 2019 at 10:09am
October 16, 2019 at 10:09am

A morning glory sky breaks, pleasure in this dawn.
October my birthday month, stretches into light.
Mangrove leaves excrete salt tears,but my eyes are dry.
Come follow I am a Queen,drink of your self-worth.

Author's note: My birthday is October 31, and I want my birthday month to slow and spiral to infinity.

Japanese form: Imayo--

Pholarchos Tarot--Queen of Spirals--Taste the flavor of your own self-worth.
October 7, 2019 at 1:38pm
October 7, 2019 at 1:38pm

I forage
for small things in silence:
brain furrows
pocket prayers
minimal hymns
diminutive gods.

Tarot of the Saints--Knight of Cups--St. John---Heed a message from your dreams.
October 7, 2019 at 12:37pm
October 7, 2019 at 12:37pm
Element 68

You cannot separate experiment
from experimenter.
My birthday year begins
scratching at my shadow
extracting rose-colored salts.
My bones amplify light.
I vibrate with subtle harmonies.
I become soft, malleable,lustrous,
seared, finished in heat,
a quantum woman.

PHOLARCOS TAROT--XV--The Devil--Dance with your shadow till it transforms into the riches of your being.

Author's Note: The poetic form is the Erbium--element 68 in the Periodic Table. Created by me for my 68th birthday. It consists of 68 syllables.

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